1. Best on Board


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: blin18, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    facing backwards and the redhead was on the other end. Bob took off his reading glasses to get a better look. Oh, man. She is beautiful. His memories of earlier were just clip show flashes of breasts and skin and beautiful red hair, but now, as she stepped back from the trolley to serve a passenger he could see her through the gap between the trolley and the seats. Long legs, high narrow waist, curves everywhere! He could still see just a peek of lace above the vee of her open neck blouse, reminding him with a shiver of the more substantial look he had been afforded earlier. As they moved a few rows closer he could make out her name tag: Celeste – Senior Flight Attendant. Wow! Senior? She looked maybe twenty-five, but she said something weird about twelve years on the job, so she must be at least thirty. And Vicky’s boss, too. There was only one aisle on the plane. He wondered where Vicky was and looked around to see if she was serving from the back, but there was just the one trolley up front. He looked forward again as the male attendant backed though and stopped the trolley just past his shoulder. Celeste finished pouring water for a passenger and walked towards him, hips swaying and smiling. Bob felt his heart beat faster. “Hello Bob. Looking good! Feeling good?” “Um, yes thanks,” he managed. “We have a lean chicken breast with rice, or the vegetarian option is cucumber and pickle sandwiches.” Celeste squatted down, one hand on Bob’s knee and the other reaching under the ...
    trolley for a tray. Little electric shocks of pleasure ran from her fingers up his thigh; he was surprised and embarrassed to feel himself getting hard at her touch. Leaning closer and looking straight into his eyes, she asked “Is there anything that you fancy?” “Oh! Ahhh, cucumber gives me … you know ...,” he mumbled, not wanting to say ‘gas’. “I’ll have the chicken … uhhh …” “Breast?” she smiled. “With rice?” “Yes please,” he answered, relieved, looking down at her hand on his knee and checking discretely to see whether his erection was visible as he fumbled with the tray table. “There you go, Sweetie,” she said, placing the meal on his table. “Would you like a soft drink? Or you could buy a beer or a glass of wine?” “Um … no,” he said. Confident now that nothing looked amiss around his groin, he looked up again to admire her beauty again before she left. “Just water, please.” He brushed away another lock of hair and smiled nervously. You, Bob, are developing a way with the ladies , he congratulated himself for putting together three words, eye contact and a smile all in one complete package. While Celeste poured the water, he took the opportunity to take a mental snapshot, noting how high her breasts sat and swelled at the sides of her blouse. As she turned back to him with the glass, she slipped and juggled it for a moment, spilling a good slosh right in his lap. “Oh my goodness,” she cried, grabbing for serviettes. “I am so sorry! Oh my God, I am such a klutz, I’ve never ...
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